by Vee·Translated by Novel AI Studio
The rain over Sector 4 didn't wash the city clean; it just made the neon bleed. Ren, a gentle soul haunted by a profound loss, clings to the shadows, his silver flask a meager comfort against the city's grim reality and the hollow ache in his chest. Across the street, the holographic billboard for a luxury high-rise flickers, a cruel mockery of his desperate existence. When a desperate whisper from the ancient Twin Realm breaches the modern sprawl, offering him a fragment of supernatural, primordial power, Ren seizes it. This forbidden pact, however, draws the attention of shadowy entities awakening in the dark. With each use, the line between his soul and the ancient force blurs, threatening to consume him and tear the fragile veil between realms, all for the ghost of a love he can't let go.
